Without any warning, the huge crystal chandelier went out with a loud bang.
The darkness in all directions was incomparably viscous, blocking all vision.
Not only did Zong Jiu notice the abnormality, but all the Blood Breeds present also noticed that something was wrong.
In the dark night, vampires were the eternal kings. If they dared to say that they were the best at night vision, no one would dare to say that they were the second best. However, even the half-vampires couldn't see clearly what the thick darkness in the banquet hall was. They couldn't even see a single person. It was as if the tangible darkness flowed in front of everyone's eyes, blocking all attempts at prying.
[What's going on? Why did the lights suddenly turn off? Did I enter the wrong stream?]
[Sister above, you didn't enter the wrong stream. Today, the main system was trapped in the underworld and mysteriously operated in the underworld. It made us, the audience watching the stream, unable to see the people in the banquet hall. We can only hear the sounds.]
[The main system is really something. I don't know what the hell is going on. We can't even communicate with the trainees in the stream. Why can't we watch the stream? They're probably suffering from cerebral palsy.]
[That's right. It's boring to only hear the sounds. There are thousands of trainees. How can we hear anything?]
Unlike the cursing survivors in the stream, in the darkness of the broadcast hall, all sounds were reduced or amplified. It was incomparably clear.
For Zong Jiu, it was a sense of urgency. He was pressuring him step by step.
After the battle just now, he at least understood one thing.
There were at least seven No. 1 puppets surrounding him, and he didn't even know if the real body was present.
They really did do whatever they wanted just because they had more people.
The white-haired young man's eyes, which were hidden behind the mask, sank slightly. However, his face had a sneer of interest when he met his match.
This disguise brought Zong Jiu many unexpected benefits. Of course, there were also surprises that exceeded his control.
Originally, he wanted to use this to attract the devil, but he didn't expect No. 1 to not disguise himself. The funniest thing was that countless fans who claimed to be the devil's fanatic followers all mistook No. 1's identity and exposed the fact that they were fake fans.
If Zong Jiu could hear it, he didn't believe that the devil couldn't.
As long as No.1 could hear it, Zong Jiu's goal would be achieved. Making things difficult for the other party was the biggest goal of being an enemy.
But what he didn't expect was that the main system would go all the way and turn off the lights.
It was dark and everyone was dancing on the dance floor. No one knew who was who.
Right at this moment, the main system once again started the next round of broadcast.
[Clue distribution complete. If you can find the instructor in the dark, the third phase will begin immediately.]
[The ball is in progress. After every dance, you can freely change your dance partner. The main system will randomly give clues and hints during the dance. If you successfully guess the identity of your dance partner, you will receive 1,000 survival points. If your identity is discovered, 900 survival points will be deducted. If your identity is not exposed by the end of the dance, you will receive an additional 5,000 survival points as a reward.]
The rest of the trainees were eager to give it a try.
It was difficult to find the instructor in the dark, but it was easy to find someone they knew. Moreover, almost 90% of the remaining trainees were experienced survivors. They were all veterans of the Infinite Loop. They knew each other very well. Even if they didn't know each other well, they had at least heard of each other. Basically, they were all famous people in the Infinite Loop.
Only rookies would be at a disadvantage in this masquerade ball. Therefore, the main system added a rule that if no one guessed the identity of the rookies from beginning to end, they would be rewarded. It could be considered as protecting and supporting the rookies.
What Zong Jiu needed to do now was to find No.1's true identity among the devils and devil puppets around him, and then … um … invite him to dance …
But in any case, the invitation to dance was definitely not the main point. The real point was that after the dance, he wanted to ruthlessly expose No.1's identity as a mentor in front of everyone!
Since the devil gave him a way out, Zong Jiu naturally had the courage to accept the challenge.
Therefore, he kept calm and was not afraid at all. He even had the mood to sneer.
"You dare to disguise yourself as me. I have to say … you are very brave."
Unlike the other trainees' modified voices, this voice was low, thick, and faintly revealed a danger that could not be ignored.
It was also near and far.
Was it on the left or the right?
Zong Jiu suddenly turned around.
In the dark, he didn't care if his identity was exposed or not. He swung the Holy Sword of Physics behind him.
He missed.
Not only did he miss, but the chuckle also moved behind him. He couldn't figure it out.
The person hiding in the darkness was like a cat catching a mouse, or an extremely experienced hunter who was closing in on his prey. Occasionally, he would even stretch out his claws and fangs to tease his prey, toying with his prey in the palm of his hand. It was an extremely wicked pleasure.
"Not bad, but there are some areas where you are lacking."
The devil stared closely at the body in the dark that was very similar to him. His voice was filled with joy. "Do you want to know where you are lacking?"
Then, he didn't ask for Zong Jiu's opinion. Instead, he started on his own.
"First of all, your skin is too white."
In the dark, the devil's hand slid across Magician's slender wrist. It paused for a few seconds on his pulse before pulling away.
Zong Jiu's pupils constricted. At the same time, he remembered the rules of the main system. His feet moved like a waltz and he suddenly turned to another direction, just in time to avoid the hand.
"The ratio of your shoulders is wrong."
At the same time, another hand slid down the white-haired youth's slender neck to his shoulder. It closed intimately.
Zong Jiu grabbed the hand and wanted to throw it over his shoulder. However, in just a second of contact, the hand silently disappeared into the shadows.
It wasn't wearing gloves. It wasn't No. 1's hand.
Magician paused. He memorized the position in his heart and turned to the next circle.
"Your waist is too thin."
Another pair of hands appeared, effortlessly wrapping around the waist that was hidden under the black suit and vest. They circled around the indentation, hinting at something.
Zong Jiu couldn't move. He couldn't move either. He could only follow the hand and the body behind him. After circling once to the rhythm of the music, he pushed it to the next person.
Or rather, he closed his eyes. He didn't intend to move at all.
Because this wasn't the body he was looking for.
High above, a low cello joined the ensemble. It intertwined with the sound of the harp, rising and falling.
On the dark dance floor below, everyone was spinning and dancing gracefully.
"Your chin is a bit sharp."
The next person followed suit. The rough surface of the fabric flowed along the beautifully shaped jawline and pinched the sharpest point.
Zong Jiu didn't do anything this time. He opened his mouth and bit down on the hand.
"How ferocious." The voice with a hint of mockery and surprise said, "Fingers, yes, fingers."
The cold fingers squeezed into Zong Jiu's glove. The rough scars and Magician's slightly calloused fingers were tightly wrapped by the black half-finger glove, unable to be separated.
Her other hand slid across Magician's lips, which he hadn't managed to close in time. She scratched the corners of his lips and caressed his sharp canine tooth lovingly.
The white-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes, and a stream of light flashed through his light pink eyes.
But due to his posture, Zong Jiu didn't act rashly. Instead, he used the force to push the hand away and turned to the next darkness.
"Of course … the most important thing is —"
Countless hands appeared from the darkness, clasping his waist and resting on the side of his neck.
The devil or the devil's puppet smiled and placed its head on Magician's shoulder. It took a deep breath.
"A unique scent."
The scent of cedar mixed with cold wood poured into his chest, intoxicating him.
The music started to slow down, hinting that it was coming to an end.
After the Blue Danube, other people would change partners once per song. Zong Jiu, on the other hand, changed partners seven times.
"If you wear this shirt next time, remember to pay attention to these details. Maybe you can surprise me more."
Zong Jiu said coldly, "Oh? Is that so? "
In the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, Magician pushed his elbow back, his entire body twisting at an unimaginable angle. He broke free from the shackles of the person behind him and crashed into the darkness without looking back.
"There won't be a next time."
The person in the darkness was stunned. He didn't dodge. Instead, the smile on his face widened and he opened his arms.
He crashed straight into a lunatic's embrace.
[A trainee has identified himself as a mentor. Beginning the third phase.]
The other trainees were stunned.
The audience in the live stream was stunned.
Other than the two people in the middle, everyone else was stunned.
[What's going on? He just finished a waltz. It hasn't even been ten minutes. How can a trainee identify himself as a mentor?]
[F * ck, I was shocked when the announcement was made. Ten minutes. What kind of person is this? Is it that easy to find a mentor? But if I have to say, I'm a little suspicious of the penguin who stood on the dance floor and didn't know anything … He was the only one who didn't react. Don't you think it's weird?]
[After confirming the mentor's identity, it's time to dance and reveal the mentor's identity. Ahhhhhh System, turn on the lights. I want to see who discovered the mentor's identity and who the mentor is pretending to be?!]
[Don't worry. Identifying the mentor's identity is only the first step. There's no reward for revealing the wrong identity. But I'm all for the System to turn on the lights.]
In the dark studio, all sounds were forced to be silent.
Dead silence. An eerie dead silence.
Finally, in the silence, the violinist who was standing on the other side of the stage drew his bow.
A cold, mellow, and somewhat unapproachable melody flowed out from the right angle formed by the brush and the bowstring.
Zong Jiu reacted immediately when he heard the prelude.
"Porunacabeza."
It was a famous tango from Smelling Women.
It could be translated as "one step away" or "only one step away."